The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

John, his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he

simply tossed Samuel to

strength was stronger than 50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling

again, and his body hurt

not take another glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and

said those words, but Sandra repeated it to

was afraid, and he showed a proud and

“Don’t worry about it.

disciples of the same sect will at most

you kill someone will

and after I’m done, Peter will

Sandra quietly remembered the

seems that you’re not

don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength

appeared in front of Albert, and he showed his

slap even arrived, the next

appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others

the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a

of the same realm, their difference in

have admitted defeat

his eyes were cold as he used

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s

that he showcased it, his footwork had

Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing,

John’s expressions instantly changed.

agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard of

already attacked, there

continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with the

of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were

did

slapped the

John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and it

It was a phantom!

at this time, he heard a

we’re out of the sect, you’ll

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing on

he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into a